I’m having a little break from work now, drinking some mint tea, I thought I’ll post something as I stopped doing it again. I’ve been ill for nearly a week now, at this moment I am going through a process of restoring my voice. It’s been gone for 2 days, it;s coming back, slowly. So this is getting better, my voice, however I am still sweating like a pig, having a headache and a fever. I was told off TWICE today, by beloved boyfriend and lovely mum, for not having found a doctor yet (not having found? is that even english?!). I’ll think about it tomorrow.
What’s taking my attention now, are… Mysteries of Chatham. Oh yes, there is a lot that you don’t know about this place…
By the way, how weird is that, read the story: Sunday morning. I am walking towards Chatham, my destination is Kings Church, I am going to the morning service. There is no-one around, but a man walking in an opposite direction to me- he is walking towards me. And he is a MAGICIAN. A ma-gic-ian. He’s carrying a top-hat and a stick and wearing a black dinner jacked. So we’re walking and I am staring at him, and can’t believe what my eyes are seeing!! As he walked passed I smiled at him, and he smiled back. Chatham is so so so unusual, you really never know who you’re going to see and what is going to happen.
Later I realized, that he must have been someone taking part in the Sweeps Festival in Rochester 
Interesting expirience as for a Sunday morning anyway!! /to tired to check for spelling mistakes/
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